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[♪♪♪]

Hey. This is Johnny Phoenix
for the XFL,

reminding fans here
at Prudential Stadium
to be safe on the way home.

Hut!

[GRUNTING]

Big third down
for the expansion Roadrunners.

The playoff hopes could hinge
on this play. A lot of pressure
on young Johnny Phoenix.

As if being the first quarterback
to earn $300 million
isn't pressure enough.

[CROWD YELLING]

[♪♪♪]

MAN 1:
Red! Thirty-two!

Red! Thirty-two!

Run left!

[YELLING]

Blue! Two, thirty-nine!

Blue!

Hut!

[GRUNTING]

[MUTED SOUND]

[CRACKING]

[♪♪♪]

[GROANS]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

MAN 2:
Get up, Johnny!

MAN 3:
You all right?

He only wants Johnny to have
the absolute best of care.

He's gonna need it.
His 6th cervical vertebra
is crushed.

It may not be as bad
as you think it is.

The status? We have
a lifetime contract
with a vegetable.

Maybe we could
trade him to L.A.

MAN [OVER PHONE]:
Okay, I want you
to terminate his contract

and bring him back to the lab
right away. Understand?

Sure. Sure, I'll get right on it.

Sorry, Johnny.
You're gonna have to
take one for the team.

[EKG FLATLINING]

[♪♪♪]

Do I look
any different to you?

Oh, gee.

You shaved your moustache.

I never had a moustache.

Oh.

Then no.

MAN [ON TV]:
Johnny Phoenix
will play next week.

Early diagnosis
had him sidelined.

After further investigation,
his injuries proved
to be minor.

WOMAN [ON TV]:
Good morning, Adam. At 11:00 you
have a VIP client, Michael Drucker.

And by the way, happy birthday.

I don't feel any different.

Is Clara up yet?
Yeah. She's watching TV with Oliver.

Are you gonna spend all day
looking for new wrinkles,

or are you going to get in here
and give me a kiss?

Well, I suppose if I have to.

Oh. Bully! No, you're not
getting any kisses now.

You know, you don't look
any different.

No. You look much better
than when we met.

I love you.

Lock the door.

Oh, God.

Daddy! Daddy!
Happy birthday!

ADAM:
You always make Daddy
feel so good.

Clara.

Careful, you're getting
a little old for that.

I am not.

No, I meant your father.

Very funny.
Come on. I made you breakfast.

ADAM: Oh, great. I love it.
Oh, yum.

CLARA: Come on, Dad!
I can't find you. Where are you?

CLARA:
I'm right behind you, Dad.

I'm here, right here.
ADAM: Hiding under the table. Ha-ha.

WOMAN [ON TV]:
Because of their
shorter life span,

these family members
can't help but break our hearts.

Should accident, illness or age
end your pet's natural life...

Oliver, have you seen
Clara somewhere?

Our proven genetic technology
can have him back
the same day in perfect health,

with zero defects, guaranteed.
Thanks to RePet.

Nacho-flavoured or regular?

I'll take banana-flavoured.
Thank you.

I love this card. Beautiful.

Dad, can I have a Sim-Pal
for your birthday?

You want a gift
on my birthday?

That way you won't
feel guilty that you're
the only one getting something.

Well, what's a Sim-Pal?
A life-size doll.

A make-believe friend
that grows real hair

and can do a lot of stuff.

Can't your real friends
grow real hair
and do lots of stuff?

Yeah, but they
all have Sim-Pals.

Ask your mommy.

You're the greatest, Dad.

Mommy! Mommy!
I'm gonna get a Sim-Pal!

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
You are getting low on milk.

Thank you for ordering milk.

You're getting so fast.

Into the car.

Very nice. Bye-bye.

See you.

Hey.
What's going on?

Oh. I had a
breakfast of champions today.

Oh, yeah?

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Destination Double X
Charter Airport selected.

The girl wouldn't stop talking.
My virtual girlfriend, she talks,

but at least
I can turn her off.

ADAM:
You and your virtual girls.

I mean, here you are, a grown man,
and your primary relationship
is with a piece of software?

Yeah, well, if all your senses
tell you you have
a hot chick on your lap,

then you have a hot chick
on your lap. I don't have
to look any further, okay?

You know,
they invented something
called the Laser Razor.

No nicks, cuts or scratches.
You should think about using it.

I like the old-fashioned kind.
They remind me I'm still alive.

Hey, you wanna
hang out at Kelly's
after work?

I know that Natalie
is throwing me
a surprise party.

Why do you say that?
Because I told her you told me.

No, you didn't.
Oh, yes.

Why did you do that?

I didn't. I just wanted to know,
and now I know.

I can't believe
I was that easy.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Your destination, Double X
Charter Airport, is ahead.

OnStar will now disengage
automatic drive.

Are you ready?
Yes.

Manual drive engaged.

ADAM: Hey, I want you
to do me a favour
at the party tonight.

HANK: What, don't get drunk
and set the drapes on fire?
You already told me that.

ADAM:
That too.

But what I was going to say was
around 11, 11:30,

I want you to start singing
really loud, "Happy Birthday."

For what?
And the way you sing,

it's gonna clear out the place
like a bomb scare.

Oh, I get it.
You and Natalie have
a little private party planned.

ADAM:
Good morning, Rosie.
Good morning, everybody.

Oh. Henry checked out
the upgrade on the remote.
Says you'll love it.

Oh. They came in.

Oh. This is great. Look at this.

Oh, and Drucker's office
just called. Guess what?

They cancelled.

No. We're all gonna be tested
for drugs and alcohol.

So? Oh, this is cool.

We're gonna be tested?

Not you guys. Just us pilots.

Hey, Hank. Look at this.
The new remote came in.
Out goes the old one.

Get rid of it! Hey, Adam,
this is Tripp. Tripp, this is Adam.
It's his first time with us.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hey. Welcome.
How you doing?

Adam? Natalie's on line one.

What's up, honey?
You look upset.

Oh, Adam.

I just talked to the vet,
and they, um...

They had to put Oliver
to sleep.

What? He wasn't
even that sick.

I know, I know. But apparently
he had some kind of, I don't know,

highly infectious canine virus
or something. And they had
to put him down. It's the law.

Oliver was licking
Clara's face this morning.

Don't worry, because
I asked the same thing,

and the virus is harmless
to humans. So, um, she's fine.

But this is going to
break her heart,
and you know that.

No, it won't.

I want you to go down to RePet

and get Oliver replaced.

I'm not going to have
some freak of science
sleep in my daughter's bed.

For heaven's sakes.
It's not dangerous.

No. No, no. Oliver can
live on in our memories.

She's only 8. She won't
understand that, honey.

Look. This is
the natural process of life.

You're born, you live
and you die. She has to
learn about it someday.

But she doesn't
have to learn about it
on your birthday.

I really appreciate that, honey.

Will you do it?
No.

Thank you, darling.
And Clara thanks you too.

Love you. Bye.
No, no. Listen. Natalie, I won't--

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Double X Charter.
Your passport to adventure.

No use fighting.
We always win.

--Flying you to breathtaking vistas
at world-premier locations.

For incredible skiing and
snowboarding, Double X Charter.

[♪♪♪]

HANK: Tripp, you can go in this one.
TRIPP: Yeah, you got it.

HANK:
You guys come with me.

Let's go.

MAN 1:
Whoo! Man, this is
gonna be so great!

MAN 2 [OVER RADIO]:
9747, you are cleared for takeoff.

[♪♪♪]

ADAM: Everyone has their maps?
MAN: Yeah.

ADAM: GPS? Emergency beacons?
PEOPLE: Yeah.

All right, good.
Any questions?

Yeah, I got a question. Excuse me.
How many of you have RePets?

Yeah. I got a dog.
I got a snake.

Dogs, snakes, or at least know
somebody who has one?

I got your point.

I know somebody. Yeah.
HANK: All right, just asking.

[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING]

You scared the crap
out of me.

You proud of yourself?
Very.

See you guys!

Look, I know you're old-school,
but all the kids today,
they grew up with RePets.

These days it's totally normal.

Not to me.

Not to you? You want your kid crying
all night because her dog died?
Don't do anything about it.

Where's your heart?

Don't you think
it's even a little bit creepy?

No.

I don't.

ADAM:
Let's test the remote.
See if you can keep up with me.

All righty. Here we go.

[♪♪♪]

I'm telling you, these RePets,
they come back, you cannot
tell the difference. Trust me.

I had it done.
Bullshit.

I'm serious.
Sadie, my cat, she's a RePet.

You had your cat cloned?

Yeah, well, she fell out
of my condo window.

ADAM:
Ouch.

Shit.

Ooh.

Whoa!

Hey, you did well.
Thank you.

Now, how long
are you supposed to
keep me at Kelly's?

Till 7. Why?

Maybe I should
check out RePet.

Good morning.
Are you gentlemen
the owners?

ADAM:
Yep, that's us.

Excellent. Larry Stern,
I'm with Mr. Drucker's
advance team.

I've got a contract here.
I think you'll find it
pretty standard except for...

Who was flying that one?
Me, with the remote control.

We can fly four of these
between the two of us now.

Amazing.
Are you here for the blood test?

Uh, No. My technician
is set up in your office.

You said these forms are
standard except what?

STERN:
It's our normal charter contract.
It has a nondisclosure clause.

During the flight,
you may overhear
Mr. Drucker's phone calls.

It could be anything
from big mergers

to inside information
on his sports teams.

Regardless, we have
a legal obligation
to protect that stuff.

What, does this guy
think he's the president?

Oh, no. He considers her
to be the world's second
most important person.

[ADAM CHUCKLES]

Ooh, that's big stuff.

All for a day of snowboarding?

The blood test was agony.
Seriously, I was screaming.

Oh, she's just kidding.
Don't worry about it.

It really doesn't hurt.
Just press your thumb here.

ADAM: Right here?
TECHNICIAN: Yes, just like that.

All done.
Didn't feel a thing.

Now I need to check your vision.
Place your chin here.
Look straight ahead.

Right here?
Mm-hm.

Do you blood-test
all your pilots?

Pilots, drivers,
security people, assistants.

Basically, anyone who comes
in contact with Mr. Drucker.

All right. I press here?
TECHNICIAN: Yep.

And here.

Perfect, both of you.

After this, I'm going to town
to test a chef and two waiters.

The pink copy
of the charter contract
is yours.

I'll take the rest.

Here we go.
Have a nice flight, gentlemen.

Thank you.
Ta-ta.

You know, I could
take care of Drucker.

That way, you can have plenty
of time to get Oliver cloned.

I'm not getting the dog cloned.
I'm just gonna check it out.

I know you're gonna check
it out. But once you see it,
you're gonna say yes.

I know deep down inside,
you're a softy.

Um, they specifically asked
for Adam by name.

I know what "specifically" means.
I also know that the bodyguards
can't tell the difference.

They never got our names.

Oh.
That's true.

Look, Adam, I know that
I screw around a lot,
but when it comes to flying,

you know I'm serious.
I could do it.

Go enjoy your birthday.

If you want to
be me, try to act
a little bit more manly.

Yeah.
Okay. Chest out. Stomach in.

Chest. Stomach.
There you are.

All right.

MAN:
All clear.

DRUCKER:
Get me the Speaker of the House.
I want the speaker there.

No, you don't mention
my name at all. Huh?

Hang on a second, Dave.
Hi, I'm Michael Drucker.
You must be Adam Gibson.

That's right. Adam's the name
and flying's the game.

Pete Hume speaks very highly
of you. Says you know
the mountains like nobody else.

Thank you. That's probably true
for everyone except for
my partner. But thank you.

Great. I'm looking forward to it.

We all set?
Yes, sir. We stationed our people--

Don't need the details.
Yes, sir.

DRUCKER:
Okay. All right.

STERN:
Your favourite snowboard's
right behind your seat, sir.

Dave, look, we gave a lot
of money to his campaign,

not to mention what I pay
your law firm, so I'm
counting on you, all right?

You gonna
get me the Speaker?

Good.

Sally, who's next?
Okay, put him on.

Hey, you own
the Roadrunners, right?

DRIVER:
Hey, buddy, wake up.

Wake up.

We're here. Woodland Mall.

Oh.

I was asleep.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Welcome to Woodland Mall.
Over 1200 retail outlets to serve you.

Food court, ground level.
Megaplex theatre, 15th level.

MAN 1:
Stop the cloning. Say no to RePet.
Stop the cloning. Say no to RePet.

Stop the cloning.

Save your soul, man.
God doesn't want you
to go in there.

MAN 2:
Don't go in there, man.

Well, then God shouldn't have
killed my dog.

Atheist.
Stop the cloning. Say no to RePet.

We can clone your four-legged
loved one in just a few short hours.

How can we do it?

It all begins with
the growing of "blanks,"

animal drones stripped
of all characteristic DNA

in embryonic tanks
at the RePet factory.

In stage two, your pet's DNA

is extracted from a lock of fur
or a drop of blood,

and then infused
on a cellular level
into the blank.

In the final stage,
using RePet's patented,
cerebral syncording process

all of your pets thoughts,
memories and instincts

are painlessly transplanted
via the optic nerve.

Still can't
make up your mind, huh?

You lost a dog, right?

Yes, my daughter's.

Oh, what a heartbreak.

What did you say
was his name again?

Oliver.
Well, Oliver's in luck,

because we're having
a special this week,
20 percent off.

When did Oliver die?
Sometime this morning.

Oh, that's perfect.
We can still do
a post-mortem syncording,

but you gotta act fast,
because there's only a 12-hour
window on deceased brains.

I have a problem
with the whole idea.

I mean, suppose
the clones have no soul
or they're dangerous?

Clone pets are every bit
as safe as real pets.

Plus, they're insured.

If it's so safe,

then why is it against the law
to clone human beings?

Because the human brain
is much too complicated
to syncord.

Now, you remember
the experiment they did, right?

Yes.
Well, that's why that didn't work.

Now it's illegal to even try.

But with pets, it's a totally
proven technology.

Your RePet Oliver
will be exactly the same dog.

He'll know all the same tricks
you taught him,

he'll remember where
all the bones are buried.
He won't even know he's a clone.

And did I mention
they're insured?

Look, I don't care
about the insurance.

I care about if I can
trust my daughter with
a large animal with sharp teeth.

We can make him
smaller if you want.
With softer teeth.

You can?

We can even colour-coordinate him
to match your decorating scheme.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Sim-Pals, the best friend
money can buy.

Let me think about that.

--Who's fun to be with.
Treat your kids to a Sim-Pal today.

Look, I might be back.

You'll be back.

Oh, your daughter will think
you're the best dad in the world.

My kid sister has two of these,
and she loves them.

Oh, good.
Come, let's fix the collar.

There you are.

It's amazing how real this is.
I know.

My daughter will be so excited.

Come, let's go home.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
You have called Hank Morgan.

Hi, I'm not here to take your call,
so please leave a message.

Hank, it's me again.

What the hell happened to you?
I waited at Kelly's for
over half an hour. It's now

five past 7.
I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.

What's your name?

Um, look, I'm heading home now.
If you get this message--

Let's be friends.

What's your name?

Can't you see that
I'm talking? Quiet.

--Head to my house with a bunch
of flowers and a good excuse,
otherwise Natalie's gonna kill you.

I can sing songs.
Would you like to sing with me?

Excuse me, do you know how
to turn this thing off?

My niece has one.
Say, "Go to sleep, Cindy."

Go to sleep, Cindy.
Would you like to sing...?

Go to sleep.

Thank you. Thanks for the ride.

Good night.

Clara, sweetie, honey.

Oliver was very sick,
and he had to be put down.

Clara, sweetie, honey.
Oliver had to go to heaven.

"Why, Daddy?"

Well, you see, it's because...

It's because, uh...

Shit, Oliver.
Why did you have to die?

[BARKING]

Oliver?

Natalie.

PEOPLE:
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Adam ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪♪

[PEOPLE CHEERING
AND APPLAUDING]

ADAM:
One, two, three!

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

That's amazing.
Look at this cake!

I know!

ADAM:
Oh, my God.

Adam Gibson?

Who are you?

We have a little
situation. Will you
come with us, please.

What the hell is going on here?

Just cooperate,
and everything will be fine.

Fine? There's someone in my house,
eating my birthday cake with
my family, and it's not me.

We know. There's been
a 6th Day violation.
A human was cloned.

That human was you.
We can help you.

Well, then get him out of there.
But you'll have to come with us.

Now, look, I don't know
who the hell you people are,

but I'm going inside my house.
TALIA: Yeah, right.

[GROANING]

Oops. Cindy fell down.

Get the doll.

[MUSIC PLAYS INSIDE HOUSE]

Not here.

I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.
What's your name?

I can play games.

[GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

Shit.

MARSHALL:
Wiley, no! Hold your fire!

That way! Go!

Vincent, go!

I have a boo-boo.

[♪♪♪]

[GRUNTS]

Stop the car!

Huh?
Stop the car!

ADAM:
Thanks for the suggestion.

Don't even blink.

NATALIE:
Oh, my God.
Someone stole the minivan.

WOMAN: I'll call the police.
No, they stole my Cadillac.

ADAM:
Oh, no.

Car chase. Cool.

[TALIA GRUNTING]

ADAM: Who are you?
I was hired to kill you.

That's all I know.

I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.
What's your name?

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Please secure
child-seat restraint.

Let's be friends.

[GASPS]

MARSHALL: Where is this guy?
CINDY: I'm Sim-Pal Cindy.

Let's be friends.

What's your name?

Will you be my mommy?

Shh!
I don't want to be your mommy!

Shut up!
What?

[CRYING]

Somebody do something
about that damn doll!

[DOLL SCREAMS]

CINDY:
I have a boo-boo.

[CINDY SCREAMS]

This is crazy. Why does anyone
want to kill me?

He got home first.

You saw him, he didn't see you.
You're screwed.

He's gonna live out the rest
of your boring little life
and never be the wiser.

Your wife and kid see
you and him together,
they'll be killed.

[TALIA GRUNTS]

[SCREAMS]

[HORN HONKS]

BOY:
Oh, shit!

TALIA:
No!

Goddamn it, Wiley!

Son of a bitch.

[MAN YELLS]

Stupid! Blow out
his tyres this time!

[TYRES SCREECH]

Oh, shit!

Yes.
Oh.

[LAUGHING]

VINCENT:
That was spectacular.

[GROANING]

Oh, son of a bitch.

Hold my belt.

Okay.

You got me?
Yeah.

Little more.

[♪♪♪]

Oh!

Let's get some people
downriver and look
for this guy.

Pick up Wiley and Talia's bodies
and get them back to the lab.

[PEOPLE CHANTING
INDISTINCTLY]

Hello, I'm Dr. Griffin Weir.
Welcome to the new home of the
Weir Organ Transplant Facility.

Thanks for visiting
Replacement Technologies.

WOMAN 1:
Doctor Weir, protesters claim
that cloning human organs

will inevitably lead
to cloning whole humans.

Well, that's not only illegal,
but we're years away from
the technical ability to do it.

But a human was cloned
over 10 years ago, doctor.

And we all know the outcome
of that bizarre experiment.

If you recall, the Supreme Court
ordered the clone be destroyed,

and I think that, under the conditions,
it was the humane thing to do.

It led to the laws against
human cloning,

and set back the course
of legitimate research
by many years.

WOMAN 2:
Mr. Drucker! You gave
100 million dollars--

This is Dr. Weir's night, okay?

Is it true that you're trying to get
the 6th Day laws repealed?

Dr. Weir is interested
in medicine, not politics.

Mr. Drucker, the protesters
outside claim that you
run RePet at a loss

in order to soften people
up to the idea of human cloning.

You know, we shouldn't forget
that not long ago,

there were literally almost
no more fish left in the ocean,

and half the world's population
faced a very real threat of hunger.

Our cloning technology
helped turn that around.

The extremists don't like
to admit that they'd rather
the world went hungry

than eat cloned fish,
so instead they keep yelling
about human cloning.

Do you think
the human cloning laws
should be changed?

Suppose a 10-year-old boy lies in a
hospital bed, dying of liver cancer.

Thanks to Dr. Weir's work,

we can save that boy.

Now, in the next bed lies
another 10-year-old boy

whose parents love him
just as much,

only this child has
an inoperable brain tumour.

You cannot clone a brain.

The only way to save him
would be to clone the whole person.

Now, how do you tell
that boy's parents that
we can save the first boy,

but the research that would've
saved their son wasn't done

because of a law that was
passed by frightened politicians
a decade ago?

WOMAN 3:
So, what does that mean?
What are you going to do?

Enjoy the party.

Looked like you needed rescuing.
Yes, Michael, I did. Thank you.

Weir Clinic, stay away!
No research on DNA!

Weir Clinic, stay away!
No research on DNA!

PHOENIX:
Hey, boss!

Johnny. How's my
star quarterback?

I'd say I was feeling like
a million bucks, except
I'd hate to take a cut in pay.

Don't remind me, all right?

That was one nasty hit
you took last week.

Be careful, son.
We don't want you
getting killed out there.

Katherine? Are you all right?

I'm just feeling
like I don't quite belong.

But I'm fine. Really, I am.

No, you're not.

Should I call Dr. Stevens?

No, no, no.
I just overdid it, that's all.

I'll get a car
to take you home, okay?

Thank you.

DRUCKER:
Mr. Speaker. Thank you so much
for coming. Champagne?

That was quite a speech.
You heard that?

I didn't mean
to get carried away.

Well, your words
meant a great deal to me.

You see, as it happens,
I have a son with an inoperable
tumour of the brain.

Oh, my God.
I am so sorry, sir.

It must've been in my subconscious,
knowing you were here, but I never
meant for you to overhear that.

No, no, it's quite all right.

Gave me a lot to think about.

In fact, it gave me
a different view
of the whole subject.

Mr. Speaker,

could I offer you
a glass of brandy
in my office upstairs?

I was 50 when Billy was born.

I didn't know if I wanted
another kid so late.

But now I love him
so damn much.

If there were something
that we could do for Billy...

only it was highly illegal...

would you consider it?

Of course I would.
That's the same kind
of hypothetical sit--

No, no. Don't answer so fast.

You'd be facing a mandatory
minimum sentence of 40 years
if it ever came out.

But would he be cured?

He'd be exactly the same
as he was before.

Perfect health.

He'd never even have to know
it happened.

But if the secret
ever did come out,

with the law the way it is now,

he'd be put to sleep
like a rabid dog.

He'd be destroyed, just like
a racehorse with a broken leg.

DAY:
And if it never came out?

Or if the laws
were changed one day?

Then Billy wouldn't have
anything to worry about.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[DOGS BARKING]

ADAM:
Please. I beg you.

Just go out to my house
and pick up my wife
and daughter.

Because if I go back there,
they will kill them both.

You made a completely different
police report an hour ago.

No, I didn't.

According to this, you did.
And they checked your thumb print.

Well, that must have
been the clone.

Look, I know it sounds crazy.

I can hardly believe it myself.

Was your car stolen or not?
Yes.

So you did report it?
No, it was me who took it.

You stole your own car?

Hello. I'm your court-appointed
virtual attorney. You don't
have to answer that question.

Is my client being
officially charged
with auto theft?

I didn't steal it! It's mine!

He claims the report
was filed by his clone.

I see. Loading
the virtual psychiatrist.

Mr. Gibson,
what seems to be the trouble?

Do you want me to go
through the whole thing
now with him?

You seem to be avoiding
talking about your parents.

Imagine: Two turtles
are walking through the desert--

Oh, shut up!

Hm.
"Hm," what?

Are you going to help me now or not?
Of course we are.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Medical alert transmitted.
Awaiting data.

Just wait in here.
I'll come and get you
as soon as we have some news.

Clones.

WOMAN [ON TV]:
--second generation of triple-decker
jumbo jets were unveiled today.

Boeing officials promise
that passenger comfort
would not suffer the increase...

You know, he saw himself
at his house tonight.

Which was our mistake,
not his.

[DEVICE BEEPING]

Excuse me.

He's at precinct seven.

Could you hurry Talia
and Wiley along, please?
I'll need them both.

[♪♪♪]

Goddamn it! Son of a bitch!

Piece of shit Wiley.
I'm gonna kill him. Where is he?

MARSHALL:
He's still cooking.

Son of a bitch.

I look like crap.

Do you have
any idea how much
my hair treatments cost?

How much does Gibson know?

He knows he's been cloned.
He knows we'll kill anyone who
sees the two of them together.

What's that? What?

Does Drucker know you're talking
about killing innocent people?

Relax. It was just a threat.

Of course,
we'd never actually do it.

Try to have a good night.

You do your hair. I'll take
Wiley and Vincent along.

I've gotta pierce
my damn ears again.

Officials blame the latest strike
by U.S. major league players,

now entering its fourth year,
and a lack

of fan identification with
the two teams playing in
the Series for the dismal ratings.

Shit.

[CAR APPROACHING]

Oh, no.

Now what?

It feels tight all across here,

where the tyres ran
over me. You know?

You were run over by two cars
and your chest was crushed.

Exactly. I mean,
no wonder, right?

It's in your mind.

Completely crushed.

As in dead.

As in you have
a totally new chest now.

Then how come
it's hard to breathe?

Tell you what.

Why don't you just
stay out here, relax.

The fresh air will do you good.

State and government officials
in Washington, D.C.

are openly dismissive
of the Microsoft proposal.

MAN [ON TV]:
This amounts to an attempt by
Microsoft to buy a state of the Union.

Nothing in our Constitution
or even our history

offers the remotest legal theory

by which a corporation can,
in effect, own a state.

But if he goes off his medication,
the paranoid delusions come back.

Very sad. Because at other times,
he seems almost rational.

MARSHALL:
Gibson!

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

Gibson!

[♪♪♪]

You're dead.
No.

You're dead.

[CRACKS]

Try to stay dead this time.

Hank, it's me again.

What the hell
happened to you?

I waited for over
a half an hour at Kelly's.

It's now five past 7.

I'm heading home, okay?

Oh, oh.

He's fine. He's okay.
He's our associate.

Gibson must have
knocked him out.

Knocked him out?
He looks dead to me, doc.

No. Pulse is strong.

He'll be up and around
in no time. We'll, uh,
just get him to the hospital.

Easy. That's it. Oh, oh.

Let us know if you find Gibson.

Honey, I'm home.

Darling, where are you?

Hi, sugar.

Hello, my love.

Have you been working out?

You look so good.
Thank you.

I recorded all your
sports programmes for you.

I thought maybe we could
watch them together.

I would like that.

Or should I just
take this off right now?

No, no, no.
Hold your horses.

Oh, Hank, I think it's so sexy
when you go right to the chair.

I know you do.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

You're gonna have to
zip me up, sweetheart.

[ZIPS]

Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Careful with the merchandise.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Hold on, please!

[ZIPS]

Have they been here?
Who?

Hello, Adam.
Would you like a beer?

HANK:
Look, I'm sorry
I missed the party,

but all of a sudden it's 11:00,
and I wound up at Kelly's.

You missed my party?
Yeah, but I didn't do it on purpose.

It was sort of weird. I mean,
I really-- I feel terrible about it.
I don't know what happened.

You feel terrible? I lost my wife,
my daughter and my whole
goddamn life tonight.

--Special dance.

Hank, listen.
Adam hasn't seen my special dance.

I need your help.
Hey.

Hey. Not now, cupcake. I can't--

Wh-- What going on?
I don't understand.

[CLATTERING]

Shh!

That's a real gun.
Shh.

Wh-- What's going--?
Shh!

[CAT SCREECHES]

Jesus Christ.
What are you gonna do?
Kill my cat?

What the hell is going on?

If you weren't at
my party tonight,
then you didn't see him.

Who's "him"?

Jesus H. Christ. I said
get your dog cloned,
not yourself.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna take my life back.

What? You're gonna kill him?

Why not? He's not real.
Plus, there's no law against it.

You're not serious, are you?

I'm dead serious.

But look at him. I mean,
he looks just like you.

I mean, technically,
this could be
committing suicide.

But he's not me.

He's not even human.

Wait a second. How do I know
he's not you and you're not him?

I mean, look at him.
He's even a shitty carpenter.

Let me see your chin.
My chin?

Yeah. You cut yourself shaving.
All right. Here.

Okay, it's there. You're you.
Shh.

Adam.

I couldn't do it.
NATALIE: Adam.

Over here.

I have a little
something for you.

Is Clara asleep?
Yes, she is.

[♪♪♪]

He's grabbing her ass.

NATALIE:
Ooh, I like how cigars
make you feel.

Ooh.

CLARA:
Daddy?

ADAM:
Clara.

What are you doing out here?

I had a bad dream.
Oh.

I'll take you back to bed,
okay? Come on.

Fireman.
Fireman, right.

Wait here.
Okay.

Cigar, sir?

I can't wait.

Mm. Mm.

How do you like it?
This is so good.

Want to try some?

No. You know, smoking's
illegal, and I'm a mother--
All right.

NATALIE:
Sweetheart, I'm so sorry
about the RePet.

It's all right.

Dad?

Did Oliver die?

Is he a RePet?

Why do you say that?

You locked him outside.

I did? Oh, I'm so sorry.

But I haven't been myself lately.

[CAR APPROACHING]

All right.
You go to sleep now, okay?

Close your eyes.

When was the last time we did it
in the back seat of the car?

Well, we should
smoke cigars more often.

[KNOCKING]

Mr. Gibson?
Who are you?

Millennium Security.
Sorry to bother you, sir.

You got any I.D.?
Of course.

Sorry I was a little jumpy,
but we had a break-in
earlier tonight.

We know.

We heard on the wire
your car was found in the river.

I don't suppose they found
that bastard that stole it?

[TWIGS SNAPPING]

Hey, hey, oh, oh!
Relax. He's a friend of mine.

ADAM:
Sorry about this.

Nice 'do.

He's just here
to help me fix the garage.

[BARKING]

Heel!
Now what?

Go see.

So sorry, but he's a RePet.

Used to be a really good watchdog.
Now he lets my car get stolen
and he barks at security guards.

I hate clones.

Well, sir, we'll keep an eye
on your property.

I'm gonna sleep much better
knowing you guys are around.

You try to have a good night.

Good night.
Take it easy.

Let's hide.

Stop it, Oliver.

Stop it.

Gee, you're glitchy today.
Come on.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[OLIVER WHIMPERING]

Good Oliver. That was a bad idea.

Let's get out of here.
Wait.

We can't just leave them
here with it-- That thing.

Those were the guys
that were trying to kill me.

It's dangerous for
Natalie and Clara
if I hang around here.

Darling, you're still awake.

Well, I wanted to wait up for you.

Thank you.

And I wanted
to spend some time
with these flowers.

It took me 17 generations
to get this right.

Well, if you had told me
what you wanted, you know,
I could have--

I know. Could've
engineered it
in half an hour.

I'm not in that much of a hurry,
Griffin.

Want to get a cup of tea,
and then go upstairs?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's a good idea.
Let's do that.

It's okay.

Shh. Stay calm.

Stay very, very calm.

What a night.

That was the longest night
in my life.

Hello, Adam.

I'm a one-man Virtual Girl,

but if you insert
the installation disk...

HANK:
Okay.

What the hell was that?
Nothing.

I felt fingers going
for my zipper.
That's disgusting.

Oh, that's disgusting?
I had to totally look away
when you and Natalie were--

The... You want a beer?

You saw the clone do something
with Natalie while I took Clara
into the house, didn't you?

They did nothing.

Come on. That's not
what I would've done.

What would you have done?

I would have...

Nothing.

Well, that's what they did.
You know, nothing.

Shit. In the goddamn minivan.

In the minivan.

I mean, you know what
tobacco does to people.

He smoked my stogie too?

The bastard.

That son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch smoked your stogie.

And she couldn't tell
it wasn't me?

It didn't look like it.
I mean, she seemed...

happy.

You have no idea
what it felt like
seeing her with him.

I should've just killed
that son of a bitch
when I had the chance.

It could've been worse. It could've
been someone else. I mean,
at least she's not cheating on you.

[HANK GROANS]

Hank.

TRIPP:
Don't move.

ADAM:
Tripp.

TRIPP:
I'm not after you.

Back away.

Back away.

Why did you do that?

Don't do anything stupid, now.
That's as far as you go.

Is that you, Hank?

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTING]

Hank.

Hey, Adam.

Is Hank sleeping
on the floor again?

That's so cute.

[TYRES SCREECHING]

On the sixth day, God created man.
On the sixth day...

On the sixth day, God created man.
God created man on the sixth day.

Why the hell
did you kill my friend?

Hank Morgan was
an abomination to God.

He was a clone.

Hank was no clone.

The real Hank Morgan died
this afternoon.

I know because I killed him.

So I could...

So I could kill Drucker.

Drucker is not dead.
It would be all over the news.

Open your eyes.

Drucker's a clone.

Dr. Weir cloned Drucker.
Dr. Weir cloned your friend.

Dr. Weir cloned you.

[TYRES SCREECHING]

They found us. They found us.

Shoot me in the head.

What the hell are you talking about?
We have people at Weir's lab.

I know who they are.
If they scan my brain,
they'll be killed.

Shoot me.

God forgive me.

[♪♪♪]

[SCREAMS]

Doesn't anyone
stay dead anymore?

Who are you people?

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
I.D. required.

Please use biometric reader
to verify identification

or the alarm will sound
in 10 seconds. Ten,

He shot my foot!
nine,

eight, seven,

six, five,
Son of a bitch!

Four, three,

two, one. Stand by.

Systems accessed.

Gibson!

Please select destination.

You're gonna pay!

Those were brand-new boots!

[♪♪♪]

Dad? You're coming
to my recital, right?

Of course. I never miss
your recitals.

I love you.

CLARA:
You're the greatest, Dad.

Unless her pseudomonas
infection clears up,

I'm afraid there's
nothing we can do.

What about her DNA scan?

Came up with cystic fibrosis.

Cystic fibrosis?

Which of course is
impossible, considering
it's a childhood disease

and she would've been dead
30 years ago.

We're running the scan again.

No, I'll do it at the clinic.
If you could give us a moment,
please. Thank you very much.

Darling. Sweetheart.

We're having you
transferred to my clinic, okay?

No. I'd like to stay here.

But I can help you at the clinic.
If you stay here, there's
nothing I can do.

I know, dear. I'll die.

Yes.

Katherine, please.
No.

Please listen to me.

Katherine died 5 years ago.

The feelings
that I have aren't mine.
They're hers.

Katherine, listen.

Now, don't do this.

I need you so much. I need you.

I'm not afraid, Griffin.

I want to die.

My time has already passed.

My love.

What am I to do without you?

What?

You just water my flowers,

okay?

PEOPLE [CHANTING]:
Weir Clinic, stay away!
No research on DNA!

Weir Clinic, stay away!
No research on DNA!

Thanks for visiting
Replacement Technologies.

We're in the business of life.

Welcome to the new home
of the Weir Organ
Transplant Facility,

here at
Replacement Technologies.

Excuse me, sir.
I've gotta check that.

Sure. Help yourself.

But you might want to use these.

Why? What's in here?

Lower intestines.
It's for Dr. Weir.

He's doing a study
on a flesh-eating virus.

That's okay.
You can open it up.

Just try not to breathe.

That's okay.

Go ahead, you're cleared.

Thanks.

WEIR:
What about her DNA scan?

DOCTOR:
Came up with cystic fibrosis.

Which of course
is impossible, considering
it's a childhood disease

and she would've been
dead 30 years ago.

So we're running a new scan.

WEIR:
No, I'll do it at my clinic, okay?

KATHERINE:
We've had 5 extra years
since you cloned me.

I treasure that.

WEIR: Katherine, please.
KATHERINE: No.

WEIR:
Please.

I'm not afraid.

I want to die.

My time has already passed.

Can I help you?

Uh, no. I just dropped my pen.

I'm all thumbs today.

Thank you.

Will you cut that out?
It's driving me crazy.

Well, excuse me, but I nearly
had my head ripped off
and it hurts like hell.

It's only psychological.
Your neck doesn't really hurt.

Oh, yeah? And you'd
know better about that?

TALIA:
Yes, he would, Wiley.

It was your old neck that got broken.
This is your new neck. Get it?

WILEY:
Give me a break.
I got killed twice in two hours.

All right, knock it off.
We've all been killed before.

You know what
really bothers me?

That I've never even seen
a white light.

Never seen
any angels. Nothing.

MARSHALL:
Give me a break.

Ma'am, I already
have you logged in.

What? When?

Twenty minutes ago.
According to this, you've just
entered a restricted area.

Son of a bitch
has got my thumb.

Deactivate Talia,
put out a security alert,

and seal off Drucker's office,
now. Let's go!

ADAM:
Shit.

Can I help you?

Yeah.

You can stick
your thumb on that.

MARSHALL:
Thank God.

DRUCKER:
What? More fundamentalists?

No. Adam Gibson.
We think he's in the building.

Why wasn't he taken care
of already? You've had all night.

There are four of you
and one of him.

Well, two of him,
but you see what I mean.

He has a wife and kid, right?

Get them. We may need the leverage.
Yes, sir.

It costs me $1.2 million
each time I clone you people.

Try to be worth the money.

MAN:
They'll kill you for seeing this.

They're doing their best already.
Where's Dr. Weir?

MAN:
His lab's over there.

Dr. Weir.

Oh. I know about the intruder.
Your office called.

Everything's under control.

[GRUNTS]

It's not under control.

You had me cloned.

Yes.

Well, you cloned
the wrong man.

How did you do it?
You had to have my, uh--
What do you call it?

Your syncording.
We had it. Yes.

Well, give it to me.

I want my life back.

Here. It's your syncording.

How did you get this?

I haven't been--
Here.

The vision test.

Only it didn't test your vision.
It took your syncording.

An exact picture of your mind.

And it took a sample of your DNA.
And with those two things, we can
clone a person in two hours.

We had you on file, so to speak,
so that we could act quickly
when we were told you were killed.

Told I was killed?

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Please don't drink and drive.

Gibson family schedule.

Clara's recital at school.

This is Michael Drucker's.

Now, a syncording
contains everything
in a person's memory,

and this is what Drucker saw
and heard just before he died.

You don't become one of
the richest men in the world
without making enemies,

so we back up
his mind religiously.

Hey, you own
the Roadrunners, right?

DRUCKER:
Amongst other things. Yeah.

You a fan of them?
No, I'm a big fan of both those teams.

DRUCKER:
Well, I'll have to
get you some tickets.

Promise, right?
DRUCKER: Sure. I'll do it right now.

Sally, it's me. Yeah, remind me
to get some comp Roadrunner
tickets for Adam Gibson.

He's my pilot today.

TRIPP:
On the sixth day, God created man.

DRUCKER:
I'm about to get on my snowboard--
Hey, he's got a gun!

Shit. It's a fundamentalist.

He just shot them both.
Call Marshall right now.
You understand? You hear me?

Sally? Oh, shit.

No, you don't have to--
Sally! Help!

An anti-cloning fundamentalist
killed everyone on board.

It should have been me.

We thought it was you.
Drucker even mentioned your name.

So, we used your DNA
and your syncording to clone you.

To resurrect Drucker,
we had to cover up
the accident.

Keep talking.

We cloned everyone.
By the time we figured out you
switched places, it was too late.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Access denied. Invalid thumbprint.

They're trying to kill me.
Because there are two Adam Gibsons.

And that's proof that humans
are being cloned,

which makes you very dangerous
to Michael Drucker.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Accessing security.

Tell me why I'm a threat
to Michael Drucker.

Drucker was killed three years ago.
We cloned him then,

and we cloned him yesterday.
So?

If that came out, Drucker would be
destroyed in every way.

A clone has no rights.
A clone can't own anything.

Drucker would lose all of this,
everything,

because Drucker would be

legally dead.
MAN 1: Complete search from level...

MARSHALL:
Look at all the cameras
you got in this place.

Hm? Hm?
You can't even find one guy?

MAN 2:
There. There.

We don't need where
he's been. We need to
find out where he is now.

MARSHALL:
Let's go. Hit the alarm.

WILEY: What's up?
What area's so sensitive

we don't allow cameras?

WEIR:
Drucker will do anything--

Anything to destroy the evidence.

And you're the evidence.

This is evidence too.

Move! Clear the way!

Let's go.

[CHATTERING]

I have to go to the bathroom.
Okay, Clara.

Anyone else need to go
to the bathroom?

[MARSHALL GRUNTING]

WEIR:
Why do you think
I'm telling you all this?

It's because I can do nothing
to stop what they're
trying to do to you.

MAN: There he is!
Zone Six. Engineering corridor.

MARSHALL:
Move! Clear the way!

Or what they might be
trying to do to your family.

What about my family?

Drucker has to kill one of you.
If they can't kill you,
he'll go for the other one.

And your family could
get killed in the process.

Get out.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Destination "Get out"
not understood.

Morgan Randall Elementary School!

[GRUNTS]

I'm very sorry, sir.

[PIANO PLAYING]

[DOG GROWLING]

Daddy!

She's supposed
to be up there now, right?

[CHILDREN SINGING
"TEDDY BEARS' PICNIC"]

This is the...
That's odd.

I'm just gonna go check
and make sure everything's okay.

Okay?
All right.

Excuse me.
Of course.

Clara?

Oh, my God.

Mommy!

Mommy, I'm scared.

I'm here. I got you.

Could you help us, please?

What are you doing?

See this? This is
the only thing keeping the dogs

from tearing her apart.

So be quiet and come with us.

[CHILDREN SINGING
"TEDDY BEARS' PICNIC"]

CLARA: No!
VINCENT: Let's go!

Daddy!
NATALIE: Adam!

Natalie!

No.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
You have reached
911 police emergency.

Your call is important to us.
Yeah, I know.

Your "yes" or "no" answers

will help us in directing
police services to assist you.

Are you reporting a felony?
Yes.

Thank you for reporting a felony.
Come on.

Is the felony in progress now?
ADAM: Yes!

Thank you.

Is there a current danger
of bodily harm to you or others?

Yes!

Are suspects or injured victims...?

ADAM:
Forget about talking to the police.
I tried that already.

Who the hell are you?

I know this sounds insane,

but I'm Adam Gibson.
What?

But we don't have enough time
for you to be shocked right now,
because they got Natalie and Clara.

I need your help to get my family back.
They're my family.

That's for sleeping with my wife...

in the damn minivan.

COMPUTERISED VOICE:
Your report has been timed out
or cancelled at your request.

DRUCKER [ON RECORDING]:
Thanks for visiting
Replacement Technologies.

MARSHALL:
It's him.

Mr. Gibson, I believe
you have something of mine.

No, I have everything of yours.

I have the syncording
that proves that you're a clone.

I have everything of yours:

Your family
in the palm of my hand.

Shall we trade?
You read my mind.

Just the highlights.

All right. I'll bring the disk

to the Double X Charter office
at 10:00 tonight.

Be there with my family.

Did you have
to hit me that hard?

I had to stop you
from talking to the police.

That's a good one.

That should do it.

What are you doing?

Testing it. Because
I don't think you have
enough aluminium in there.

Are you kidding me?
That's exactly the same amount
I used in the Rain Forest War.

You shouldn't be talking.

The mess you left
trying to fix your garage...

You saw me working in the garage?
Saw you?

I nearly shot you.

Let's try it.

Cool.
Cool.

You better be miles away
when this thing goes off.

I'm more worried about
getting us into the building
to find Natalie and Clara.

I'll take my chances getting out.

Griffin.
Here.

What are you doing?
Yours. Yours.

Griffin, what's the matter?

My wife, Katherine, is dead.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Griffin, I don't know--

I'm so sorry.

Don't start with "sorry" with me.
Don't start! Don't start!

Don't start with "sorry"!

Now, I know about
the congenital defects
you've been imbedding

into the clone DNA.

There's my wife,
Johnny Phoenix
and the others.

But, Michael,
why my wife? Why?

You're right, Griffin.

It's a security protocol I implemented,
and I didn't tell you about it because
I knew you wouldn't understand.

What should I understand?

The only thing I understand is that

you gave my wife cystic fibrosis!
Griffin, calm down.

Someone made a mistake,
all right? This was never
meant to hurt Katherine.

Oh, it didn't hurt her.
It just killed her.

Suppose we clone a senator
who's agreed to support us,
but he goes back on his word.

What's the point?
Or Johnny Phoenix wants

to double his salary?
By giving them shorter life spans,
we guarantee our leverage.

What's the point?

The point is, if they
betray us they're dead.

If they stay on the team,
we clone them again
and no harm done.

And that's exactly what we're
gonna do with Katherine. I'm sure
she's being cloned as we speak.

No, she's not.

She's--
No.

Griffin, it was a mistake.

If you're concerned about her DNA,
go through it yourself,
make sure it's clean.

And obviously there won't be
any charge for the cloning.

No charge. Thank you very much.

What you don't understand is,
she does not wanna be cloned.

So you do it anyway.

Do it anyway. I see.

Let me explain something
to you. It's very simple.

I loved my wife very much.

So much so that
I promised I would never
bring her back again.

And I won't.

And if I can't bring her
back again, I'll never bring
back anyone, ever again.

That's how much I loved her.

So, it's over, it's finished,

and I quit.

Well, I can't let you quit.

Yeah, well, I've looked
the other way too often.

I've justified too much, so...

I'm finished. It's over.

Know what I'm gonna do for you?
What are you gonna do for me?

I'm gonna give you...

the greatest gift that
you can possibly imagine.

A gift?
I'm gonna save your life.

I'm gonna save Katherine's life.
I'm gonna save our friendship.

And I'm gonna save your marriage.

Michael, what are you
talking about?

I'm gonna kill you now,

and I'm going to clone you
using your latest syncording.

Then I'm gonna clone Katherine
using her last syncording.

You understand?

Do you see
what I'm doing for you?

You and Katherine
will be back together,
and neither one of you

will remember that you ever
promised not to clone her.
Or that she even died.

And obviously you won't
remember this conversation.

You're welcome.

ADAM:
All right, now show me my family.

[♪♪♪]

ADAM:
Bastards. I knew it.

MARSHALL:
Your syncording isn't here
and neither is he.

It was being flown by remote
or something.

Both of you, get back here now.

Come on.

This is a private pad.
You can't land that here.
Replacement Technologies only.

I'm here to pick up Mr. Drucker.

Here.

It's my charter contract.

Okay.

Everything's normal, Mr. Drucker,
but we'll stay alert.

What time are you
planning to take off?

Take off? I didn't order--

Your pilot's on his way to reception.

Now you listen to me.

Seal the building.
Full security alert.

You find this pilot.
He is armed and very dangerous.

And get Wiley and some men
up to my office now.

Freeze the elevators.
And shut down level 2
and 3 parking garages.

Zone 6, engineering corridor.
MAN: There. Sector 3.

He's headed right towards you, Dan.
Turn around! Turn around!

Don't even try it.

Get some people up
that west stairwell.

Teams 3 and 4, close off on him.
Let's go!

[♪♪♪]

MAN 1:
He must've shot out a power box.

MAN 2: He's trashing
the whole security system.

All right. We got him trapped.
West stairwell between 13 and 14.

MAN:
Let's go!

MARSHALL:
Cover the stairwell doors!

Fire in front of him!

Okay!

You did pretty good.

Totally fooled us at the airport.

Managed to turn this place
into shambles.

You're the greatest, Dad!

Mr. Drucker
would like to talk to you.

And, of course,
we do have your family.

All right.

Go get him.
Go get him. Go.

DRUCKER:
Well, well.

Adam Gibson.
I wish I could say, "the one and only."

Looks like we both
went back on our word,
didn't we?

You might find we have
more in common
than you thought.

Where's my family?

Right to business.

An admirable trait.

There they are.
All safe and sound.

MARSHALL:
For the moment.

And your syncording,
it's not on him,

it's not in his whisper craft.

I knew you'd double-cross me,
so I gave it to my clone.

If anything happens
to me or my family,

the next time you will
see your syncording
will be at your murder trial.

Dr. Weir didn't tell you, did he?

Tell me what?

Adam, Adam, Adam.

He's not the clone.

You are.

[LAUGHING]

I want you to
ask yourself something.

Do you remember anything
after being scanned
by my bodyguard?

TECHNICIAN: I need to check
your vision. Place your chin
here, look straight ahead.

Do you actually remember
changing places with your friend?

DRIVER:
Buddy, wake up. We're here.
Woodland Mall.

You know, the salesman
at the RePet shop thought that

it was odd that
you came in twice.

Asked the same
questions twice.

Still can't
make up your mind, huh?

You lost a dog, right?

HANK:
Let me see your chin.

You cut yourself shaving, right?

Your shaving cut?

Easily reproduced.

So is the scar
from your old war wound.

I know who I am.

I know you do.

Talia?

How many times
have you been cloned?

I've lost count.

There's one way to tell.

Show him.

It's the only way to keep track
of what generation a clone is.

See? Four dots means

she's been cloned four times.

Come on.
Let's take a look at yours.

Come take a look in the mirror.

Let's find out if you are
who you think you are.

Just under your left eye.

Kind of takes the fun
out of being alive, doesn't it?

DRUCKER:
So, you see,

your family
is not really your family.

They're his.

And you, my friend, are in exactly
the same boat as all of us.

If Adam Gibson
gets that syncording
to the authorities,

we will all be destroyed.

If you really love
your wife and kid,

you'll tell me
where Adam Gibson is.

We'll get my syncording back,
we'll get rid of him.

You'll tell me
where Adam Gibson is.

We'll get my syncording back,
we'll get rid of him.

We'll get my syncording back,
we'll get rid of him.

And they'll never have to know
that you're the clone.

It's that, or lose them forever.

You know, Adam,
I'm not making this offer
because I have to.

I can get everything I need
from your memories.

The fact is,
I'd like you to understand

you'd also be serving
a higher purpose.

In two years, three tops,
I will control enough votes
to get the laws changed.

And then we won't have to lose
our best people. We won't
have to lose our Mozarts,

we won't have to lose
our Martin Luther Kings.

We will finally be able
to conquer death.

We will finally be able
to conquer death.

And who gets to decide

who lives and who dies?

You?

You have a better idea?
Yeah.

What about God?

You're one of those. I suppose you
think science is inherently evil.

No, I don't think science
is inherently evil.

But I think you are.

If you believe
that God created man
in his own image,

then you also believe
that God gave man the power
to understand evolution,

to exploit science,
to manipulate the genetic code.

To do exactly what I'm doing.

I'm just taking over
where God left off.

If you really believe that,
then you should clone yourself

while you're still alive.

Why's that? So I can understand
your unique perspective?

No. So you can go fuck yourself.

[♪♪♪]

MARSHALL: Now you're
gonna tell us where you put
Mr. Drucker's syncording!

You won't find it in my head.

I told him to hide it
so I wouldn't know where it is.

We'll see about that, won't we?
Yeah, we will.

Let's go. Get in here.

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Fine! Have it your way.

[KHURSOR'S
"TAKE A PIECE OF ME" PLAYS]

That didn't hurt so bad, did it?

Asshole.

DRUCKER:
Let's go back a few minutes.

ADAM:
Here it is, Drucker's syncording.

There he is.
There's the other one.

Keep this and wait here for me.

If I'm not back in an hour,
you know what to do.

Don't worry. If anything happens
to you or my family,

I'm gonna destroy
that son of a bitch.

You got the location?

The airport. I was just there.
He'll be dead in 20 minutes.

Let's go.

Betrayed by your own mind.

Wait! Wait!

What?

DRUCKER:
They staged that scene
for our benefit.

The other one was
sitting behind him so
we couldn't see him. Look.

The bastard
faked his own syncording.

The other one was hiding in
the whisper craft, and this one
deliberately avoided looking at him

so he wouldn't be
in his visual memory.

You mean the other one's
in this building too?

Yes, Marshall,
that's correct.

Now, warn Vincent.
Put out another alert.
This one is the diversion.

He smashes all the cameras
as he gets himself captured,

meanwhile, the other one
is free to just stroll in here
and take his wife and kid.

[ALARM BEEPING]

[DRUCKER GROANS]

[DRUCKER GRUNTS]

TALIA: Idiot!
Oh.

ADAM: Natalie, Clara.
CLARA: Daddy!

NATALIE:
Oh, my God. What's going on?

Daddy?

[DRUCKER GROANING]

Don't worry, sir.
All right, get him up.

I'm scared, Dad.

NATALIE:
What's going on?

This isn't because
of the cigar, is it?

No, it has nothing to do
with the cigar. I'll explain
to you everything later.

Don't worry. He's not
going anywhere, sir.
We'll get him. Let's go!

Wait.

Talia, you go. You two stay here.

Have them block all the exits.

Yeah, Henderson, come in.
Seal off the entire tank area,
levels 6 and 7.

I'm trying, sir.
Give me a minute.

And get us some power up here.

Don't move. My daughter
is right inside that door.

Now, I don't want to expose her
to any graphic violence.

She already gets enough
of that from the media.

Put your weapons down.

Nice and easy. Good.

Now, when you go inside,
you say...

Have a nice flight, little girl.
Have a nice flight, little girl.

They're friends of Daddy's.

All right, let's go.

We'll have a little midnight flight
with Daddy and Mommy.

There we are.

All right?

There you go, sir.

Wiley.

Go.

Wiley, just wait one second.

Not again.

[WILEY SCREAMS]

And don't bring him back.

Stupid bastard blew a hole
through my stomach.

God.

I'll be dead in 20 minutes, tops.

But what better place, right?

Henderson? Where's my power?

Relays are
coming online now, sir.

Get all exits blocked. All exits!

Shit.

Go start warming up a blank.

Then we'll do a fresh
syncording. I want my mind
to be up-to-the-minute.

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

MARSHALL:
Okay, here it is. This is a fresh one.

This will be a complete syncording.

[WOMAN GRUNTING]

DRUCKER: ls that Talia?
TALIA: Shit.

DRUCKER:
Go help her.

MARSHALL:
We'll find them.

What have you got?
Tanks 3 and 4, nothing.

Okay, go. Take the back walk.

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

No.

[SCREAMING]

[YELLS]

Oh, God.

Oh, no.

ADAM: Take her to your mother's,
I got her.

And stay there
until I pick you up, okay?

Come with us, Daddy.

I have to help a friend, okay? Bye.

I love you.

Wiley, you shot me!

Oh, right. That was you.

I gotta get dressed.

You're not even gonna wait

until I die?

Would you?

Come on.

Get it off.

You got blood on the jacket.
Jesus Christ.

[GASPING]

What?

What?

What?

Look...

Adam, we can make a deal.

You have absolutely no reason
to kill me. I didn't do anything
to you. It was all him.

Listen to me.

I can rebuild all this
in a very short time.

I can still save you, Adam.

Save me?

We put congenital defects
into the clone DNA to give
the clones short life spans.

Wanna know what
you're gonna die of?
How long you've got to live?

We can go right upstairs,
right now, and look it up.

[♪♪♪]

We all have to die someday.

We don't have to die.

I'm offering you the chance
to live forever. Never aging.

Perfect in every way.

Perfect? Like you?

Look.

Here is your perfection.

Oh, God.

There's no need to panic.
I can fix this.

No, you won't fix anything.

It's over. It's finished.

It's finished.

When I said
you should screw yourself,

I didn't mean for you
to take it literally.

Go after him.

Get him.

MAN 1:
Check the roof!

MAN 2:
You! Up top!

[♪♪♪]

Come on!

[GROANS]

Can you fly this?
Better than you can.

Good. Because
your shooting sucks.

[SCREAMS]

Let's get out of here.

[SCREAMS]

Shit.

Come on!

Come on!

Try to climb over me!

Come on! Hurry up!

Come on!

[BEEPING]

Shit!

[♪♪♪]

You know, I keep wondering,

am I really human?

Do I have a soul?

Well, your DNA scan
came back normal, didn't it?

Yeah. Zero defects.

Just like a RePet commercial.

Well, if you're not human,
don't you think they
would have mentioned it?

All right, enough philosophy.

I better get going.

I've got 3 weeks at sea
to figure all that out.

You have to hurry
if you want to see Clara.

Oh, thanks for letting me
say goodbye to your family.

Now, wait.

This is your family too.

You were willing to die
to save them.

Now, you might think about that
while you're out there at sea,

wondering if you're
really human or not.

Because if that's not being human,

I don't know what is.

Thanks.

Hello, everybody.

Look what I brought.
A kitty!

NATALIE:
Oh, Sadie.

I thought that

Hank's cat was a--

ADAM:
She is.

But you hate RePets.

Well, I changed my mind.

You old softie.

Can we keep her?

Please? Please?
ADAM: Of course.

That's why I brought her home.
Put her down.

Good.

Thank you so much.

[♪♪♪]

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